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by Rrrumbler54 (rrrumbler54@yahoo.com)

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Sucking dick at the Video Arcade. (MM-teen, 1st-gay-
expr, oral)

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I was 18 when I started visiting the Adult Book Stores
in our Midwestern college town. The first several
visits were all self-service, but I did notice that
something else was going on. Every now and then, a
video booth door would open, and TWO men came out!
(This was long before anyone ever heard of Glory
Holes.)

I saw the pattern; there were only two booths that
showed gay films. If you watched a gay film, then moved
to another booth but didn’t lock your door, one of the
guys trolling for cock would follow you right into the
booth. I thought I’d give it a try.

Three or four guys watched me enter to watch a gay
film. I only spent one quarter there, ‘coz that wasn’t
what I wanted! When I left the booth I almost ran over
a young man (25 or so) right outside my booth. I made
very good eye contact as I excused myself, and walked
into the nearest non-gay booth. He came in right behind
me.

He rubbed my cock as I locked the door, and then said,
“I’ll suck your cock.” I said I wanted to suck him
first. I had been sucked by a man before, many times,
but I wanted to suck my first dick. I pulled on his
cock as he dropped his pants. I sat on the bench and
his 6 inch tool was right in my face.… Read the rest

By kewtieboy

Mm/MM/sleep/oral/anal/non-consensual

They say that some small incident in your long forgotten childhood can leave an indelible imprint on your mind and create a fetish or desire that stays with you well into adulthood. I can remember, as though it was yesterday such an incident.

I was still at grammar school so I must have been around 14. I had been up to Carlisle Christmas shopping (with what little pocket money I had) but had somehow mislaid my friend David, meaning I had missed my train home. I telephoned my parents and told them I would have a snack and catch the next (last) train which was due out of Carlisle at around 8.00 pm but would necessitate a change at Maryport on my way to Barrow. Why I hadn’t gone shopping to Lancaster instead I don’t know. I would be home by 10.00-ish anyway so now it didn’t matter.

The train was absolutely dead, with hardly a soul on it so I headed up to the end of the last carriage and huddled up for my trip. The entire carriage was empty except for an old man at the far end who was already asleep. I drew my thick coat around me ready for the trip when I saw a guy get into the carriage and weave his way up to where I was. He slumped opposite me, with me looking down the carriage and him looking at a blank wall and started to make some small talk. I couldn’t make out a single word as he was drunk.… Read the rest

by Kewtieboy (kewtieboy@hotmail.com)

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Four teenage friends go on holiday to the Canary
Islands in search of girls for sex. Two of the group
find more than they expected about Gran Canaria and
themselves. (MMm, 1st-gay-expr, nc, mast, oral, anal,
exh, alcohol, orgy)

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We all had taken part-time jobs and saved like fuck.
Four students, all at the same uni and Summer was
coming. We had booked a fun filled, alcohol fueled,
wild holiday in Gran Canaria in the Canary Islands. In
Summer, the Canary Islands are packed with British,
German and Irish holidaymakers soaking up the extreme
temperatures.

Our first choice had been Ibiza until one of our
party, Grant, announced that his older sister had use
of a low rise bungalow in Playa del Ingles in Gran
Canaria from a friend and couldn’t go. The offer of
free accommodation changed our plans immediately and
the Ibiza holiday became Gran Canaria. I knew little
about the place except it was lively and had lots of
clubs and that seemed good enough to us guys.

Tom was a bit of a country bumkin kind of guy. He was
from the North of Scotland and was about 5 feet 6
inches tall, medium build and had a habit of wearing
jeans and a tartan check shirt which gave him a red-
neck look. I suppose his red-blonde wiry hair and
freckles added to that image.

Grant was his absolute opposite with an air of
grandeur brought about by studying law. He was over 6
feet tall, stick thin, short dark hair with a “Hugh
Grant” look about him.… Read the rest

by Wantsum (rlikini@yahoo.com)

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We had been doing it for quite a while with a condom,
then, we found the real sport. (MM, oral)

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His name was Bill. Bill and I met through corresponding
to ads in a local swinger magazine. I was recently
divorced and curious. Bill and I agreed to meet at my
house one day. He was very handsome, 5′ 10″, 170 lbs,
blond/brown hair. He was married but he said he was bi
and enjoyed male companionship on occasion. I was bi-
curious and had never been with a guy before except in
high school where I had a couple of JO buddies.

Bill showed up at my place and I put on a porn video.
We watched and finally Bill took his cock out and
started stroking it. I watched him play with it and I
was hotter than hell. I was ashamed to pull mine out
because it was smaller than Bill’s. Finally, I took
mine out and I reached over and took his cock in my
hand. We wound up sucking each other with condoms on.
We had many meetings over a period of about a year.

One day I was on the internet looking at gay photos. I
was so hot, and I was also reading cocksucking stories.
I finally got to the point where I was thinking I
wanted to taste cum. It was becoming an obsession with
me. I even dreamed about it. But, I was afraid to not
use a condom.… Read the rest

by crs4dscrt (no address provided)

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A young man is attracted to a guy’s wife, only to
find that the guy is attracted to him. (MM, 1st-gay-
expr, mast, oral, anal)

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Several of my buddies take an annual trip, just the
guys, leaving the wives at home and taking a week to
do all that stupid stuff that wives hate; drinking
beer, watching sports, swapping stories, and
generally being guys.

This year we decided to go skiing and found an
awesome cabin in the woods near Lake Tahoe. Even
better, the cabin was near a casino; drinking beer,
watching sports, and gambling, it just doesn’t get
better than that.

Eight guys were able to convince their families to
let them go, so we boarded a plane in Phoenix on
Saturday morning, and were relaxing in front of the
fire, cold brew in hand by Saturday night. As a
group, we were all married, ranging in age from 34 to
46, and all with at least one kid. In fact, it was
mainly through the kids’ school that we had all
become friends.

Several guys hit the casino Saturday night, but I
figured I had all week to blow my nest egg, so along
with a couple of others, I stayed in. Bruce broke out
some cards and poker chips and we had a friendly game
of low stakes Texas Hold’em. He had picked up a set
of XXX playing cards in the airport, and I had a hard
time concentrating on the game with all the hot
little porn sluts caught in various acts of
debauchery on each of the 52 cards.… Read the rest

By Anonymous (address withheld)

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A young man bemoaning his celibate state because of his
wife’s pregnant condition gets a little “help” from his
father in-lay and the father in-law’s buddies. (MM/M,
1st-gay-expr, forced, oral, anal)

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When I was just 18, I got into a lot of trouble by
getting my girlfriend pregnant. We ended up getting
married because of it.

Joe, her father, didn’t always like me until one day
when I was shooting some pool with him at a biker bar
that he was a regular at. It was one of those typical
settings. Dark, smoky and hot.

After a couple of beers and getting my ass whipped at
pool we began talking about the pregnancy and marriage
and what not. I was surprised when he started asking me
about my sex life with his daughter. Truth was, it
wasn’t much of one. She was in her sixth month and
totally turned off by the thought of it.

Just then, one of Joe’s friends came over and the
conversation ended. He introduced me to his buddy Roy.
He was a handsome man. Another biker type. Roy looked
to be in his mid to late 40’s. He was about 6’2″ tall,
long salt and pepper hair, full beard and from the
bulge in his jeans, an enormous cock!

After another game and two more beers, we all went back
to Roy’s pad to get high and do a little more drinking.
I was feeling good and drunk and as I took another hit
off of the bong, Joe told Roy about my sex problem.… Read the rest

by Jack Sprat (No address)

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Two teenage farm boys find that they have a lot in
common, at least they like the pleasure they find in each
other’s arms.

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My name is Shad. I moved to San Francisco from Salina
Kansas. Salina?

Yuk! What a berg. Constant hot wind in the summer and
terrible storms in the winter. If I ever see another
wheat or cornfield I’ll scream. No mountains or nothing.
You just look across the plains into infinity.

The people in Salina are bible slappers. What’s good for
them is good for you and you’d better not sin. I came to
San Francisco before I got caught sinning. I’m gay and I
was playing around with another farm kid. Jeez! If the
community found out I’d be tarred and feathered and run
out of town.

This kid’s name was Justin. He’d been helping me do some
farm work and we decided to lay back in a haystack and
rest a bit. Male talk of course turned to dirty jokes and
I saw the bulge in his overalls. This caused my peter to
swell. It was a compulsive urge. I reached down and
grabbed his crotch. He tried to fight me off yelling,
“Hey! What are you doing? Stop! Don’t!”

I had become uncontrollably aggressive. Perhaps it was
starting to be rape, but I just had to hold his balls and
prick. We wrestled in the hay a real long time. I finally
got his bib straps unsnapped and pulled his coveralls
down.… Read the rest

by Steven (address withheld)

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A shy man develops his dominant side when an internet
chat buddy becomes his fuck bitch during a weekend in
Las Vegas. (MMF, dom, bi, ws)

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I’d just turned 40 and had one of those events, I’m not
going to call it a crisis, where I seriously examined
my life and I was not happy with what I saw. I was 40
and single, seeing nobody, going nowhere. I had a place
to live and a good job but took no joy from them, just
a mild sense of security. At work I wore dress shirts
and leather shoes and I spent all day in an office with
a computer. I was, and my friends called me, the
typical Shy, Quiet, Nice Guy. And after 40 years of
this, it seemed to have gotten me exactly dick in life.

I didn’t have a big plan to turn my life around,
especially since I really didn’t know what to do, much
less how to go about it. But I made a big decision–big
for me anyway. On my weekends, unknown to my real life
friends, I’d been active on a couple of porn forums and
I’d made some online friends. I was a regular reviewer
of DVDs and I started getting noticed in the industry.
I wasn’t famous or anything like that, but I began to
find out that if I emailed questions to some of the
porn producers, they knew who I was and were openly
friendly to me.… Read the rest

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